Dynasty s04e17 Episode Script

l appreciate your call, Dr.
Winfield.
Thank you vey much.
- Eveything all right? - Yes.
Kirby is finally out of danger.
She's completely stabilised now.
- That's good news.
- Yes, isn't it? Blake.
l know that Adam's confession is still tearing you apart.
And the fact that l haven't settled with him about what he did to Jeff.
lt's been agony.
But finally, tomorrow, l've got to face him with it.
l don't know.
All seems to be piling up.
First Kirby's sickness, then losing her child, and kidnapping of the horse, and now, finally, this terrible thing about Adam.
l tell you, darling, l really don't know what l'd do without you.
l don't know how l'd deal with all this if you weren't here.
l love you, darling.
And l'll always be here with you.
The hospital.
Still? Well, they've taken vey good care of you.
Since this morning, it's night now.
Kirby, you've been here for a few days, and l have been with you.
l slept, dreams.
l've been dreaming.
Baby.
A little girl.
Kirby, ty and go back to sleep.
And l was holding her.
She cried.
Was it a dream? ls it true? Kirby.
Adam.
Baby.
Where is she? They tried so hard.
All the doctors tried.
But you see, she was so small and so weak.
What happened to her? They couldn't save her.
No.
No.
Our baby is gone, Kirby, but you survived.
And soon l'll be able to take you home and help you heal.
- Heal? l can't.
- Yes, you can.
Yes, you can.
l hated that child inside of me for so long.
For so long.
lt wasn't until iust before she was born that l realised how wrong l was.
And that l loved her.
But now it's too late.
She's gone and she'll never know that l did love her.
Yes, she knew, Kirby.
Somehow she knew.
Somehow.
Somehow she knew.
Hi.
Your message said, ''See me as soon as possible,'' so here l am.
Good.
Because l have a favour to ask you.
Sure.
l've been going over all the upcoming conventions and banquets, and l was wondering if it would be asking too much if l dumped them on you.
How long are you gonna be away? Oh, l don't know.
A month, maybe a little more.
Blame it on Peter.
My impulsive fiancé does not believe in long engagements.
You're getting married soon? He wanted me to be ready by this weekend.
We're gonna have a ceremony in Monte Carlo and then a honeymoon in Europe.
You don't wanna do it? lt's okay, l understand.
What with Steven and Danny.
No, no, no.
It's not that.
l iust don't understand why it all has to be so madcap.
That's my middle name, isn't it? Fallon, l love you.
You know that.
And l really admire what you've done with your life, with the hotel, but l do have some reservations about Mr.
De Vilbis.
What do you mean? All right.
He made a pass at me, here, in your office.
A pass? What, did he ask you to go to bed with him? No.
Well, so what's the big deal? l've seen Peter around other women.
That's iust his way of complimenting them.
So l've found, if that's the way you choose to see it.
That is the way l see it.
Look, l'm sory.
l didn't mean to Okay, well, you've had your say along with just about eveybody else.
So l'd appreciate it if you'd just leave me alone so l could finish what l have to do here.
All right.
Good night, Fallon.
Good night.
- So? - So? So you're a vey sey lady.
And you are a vey sey man.
Baby, l missed you.
Tracy, l want you.
l want you, Jeremy.
Well, then, show me how much.
Like back in New York, that last fantastic night.
Do you remember? How could l forget? What you seem to have forgotten is that when a man and a woman are together-- - l have forgotten nothing.
Nothing.
- Like this lf anything, l've picked up on a few pointers since that last fantastic night.
And you're going to show me evey single one of them, like now.
Like after we discuss some business.
What? Well, is the aging, if still attractive, boy reporter Jeremy Thatcher interested? Or would you like to catch the next flight back to your trendy New York pad tonight? Okay.
Now, the stoy you're handing me is tasty, vey tasty.
The Whísper will give you front-page headlines, maybe even a photo.
But what l wanna know, personally speaking What's my angle? What is Tracy Kendall up to this time? Yes, but the last time you gave me a hot tip, l nearly got burned.
lf you think you're gonna get any sympathy from me, you can forget it.
You got a big, fat raise and l got revenge on one miserable Madison Avenue type.
l got a moderate raise.
And your revenge held up only because you were smart enough to head back to Denver before your Madison Avenue type figured out who fingered him.
Smart enough? More like survivor's instinct.
That gorgeous quality that you and l both have not to get caught.
To answer your question, l do have an angle.
l was done out at the top public-relations job at Denver-Carrington.
And the only way l'm gonna get it is if l drag the lady down.
The boss' wife? Mrs.
Blake Carrington, is that it? The vey same.
You make it all sound so easy.
Jeremy, with your help, it is going to be a snap.
- Morning, Fallon.
- Morning.
- Quiet morning at the hotel? - No, not actually.
But l ty to get back here evey day about this time to be with our son.
Look, l know l'm going to be the last one to be let in on the big news, but why don't we change that for once and let me know up front? Now, this wedding, when is the date, and what are your plans after that? Well there's nothing rea'lly definite yet.
- Yeah, but there will be soon, right? - l guess so.
- What happens then? - Well, good question.
Easy answer: We're gonna live happily ever after.
Look, l asked you a question and l want an answer.
Where and when? What we're talking about is strictly my business.
Except for the part that happens to be mine.
From what l hear, your boyfriend owns hotels and assorted businesses all over the world.
Six assorted continents, right.
l just wanna let you know if you decide to go iet-setting with that guy, that's up to you.
But you're not taking our son.
And l'm not going to let De Vilbis play father.
Be happy with the guy if you can, but keep that hustler away from anyone named Colby.
- Hey, Tony, how you doing? - Hey, Mr.
Colby.
You're too dressed up for that.
Let me give you a hand.
- Are you sure you don't mind? - l don't mind.
- How's Mr.
Carrington? - He's fine.
Why? Well, he was pretty upset about that horse the other day.
l felt vey bad.
l thought he kind of blamed me.
Tony, what are you talking about? - And what did he answer? - Well, he rambled a bit at first, saying that you might blame him for Allegree being kidnapped that night.
But l kept pushing him, and l got the feeling that there was somebody he was afraid of.
- Who? - l couldn't get it out of him.
But l did get him to talk about the wine that he had drunk that night.
And l told the police that he had a little, like a couple of glasses.
But he confessed to me later that he didn't tell the truth.
lt was actually less than one glass.
Then he could possibly have been drugged.
Yeah, that's right, Blake.
He could have been.
lt's good to have Allegree back.
Real good.
Yes, it is.
It certainly is.
Jack, you've been a trainer for Mr.
De Vilbis for a while now, right? The last couple years.
Things being relative, you could call that a while.
l'd guess that you were a New Yorker.
Hey, better.
Born in Brooklyn.
Brooklyn to Brazil, that's quite a trip.
l assume that you met Mr.
De Vilbis in Rio.
Oh, no, l met him in the States.
You see, the world of racing isn't all that big.
And when you're vey good at what you do, like me, the word gets around and people seek you out.
And that's what Mr.
De Vilbis did, when Allegree was iust a 2-year-old, and already showing a lot of promise.
Well you've done a beau!tiful job with it.
Well, l ty, Mr.
Carrington, l ty.
You must have been really shaken up the night he was stolen.
Shaken? l went crazy when l heard what had happened.
l mean, here l am sharing a pizza and some wine with Tony, and then l'm off watching a little N, and the next morning, my colt is gone.
From what Tony said, that wine really knocked him for a loop.
Did it ever.
He hit the deck like a sailor just off shore leave from Singapore.
- But you were okay? - Me? Yeah, l was okay.
l mean, let's put it this way.
Tony is what we would call a yokel.
l don't think he's been out of Colorado, you know? You travel a lot? You're used to drinking? Right, right.
Why? Oh, nothing.
Just an observation.
Well, thank you, Jack.
And you are right, it's good to have Allegree back.
Oh, by the way, it was just the two of you that night when you were sharing the wine and the pizza? - That's right.
- Yeah, that's what l thought.
Well, is that all, Mr.
Carrington? l gotta get back at the stables.
That's all.
Thank you vey much for coming over.
l think there are some things we have to check out, and fast.
You don't want any? Yes, please.
Want some salad? - Aren't you hungy? - No, not vey.
Claudia, it's been three days since those flowers were delivered.
Can't you just forget about it? A sick joke from a sick person and don't let it prey on your mind, right? Yes.
Please.
You know, this conjuring up of memories - has done something for me.
- What? Made me see Lindsay again.
Claudia, l don't understand.
- Don't wory.
l'm not regressing.
- l'm not worried about that.
l iust don't understand what you mean.
Last night, l saw her.
We were back at the house.
She looked so beautiful.
She was wearing this Iong yellow dress that l made for her and she was leaving for a party.
She looked so beautiful.
Claudia, you can never forget Lindsay, but you've got to forget about what's happened with the flowers and with that message.
l know, l'm tying.
l'm really tying.
But sometimes, it's like tying to fight a shadow.
There's somebody out there that hates me so much, and l don't know who it is.
What is it, Steven? lt's Claudia.
What about her? She's vey upset.
Someone's been sending her violets, with the card and the name ''Lancelot.
'' Matthew Blaisdel used to send her violets when they were first married.
Her nickname for him back then was Lancelot.
- Well, who do you think is doing it? - We don't know.
Obviously, some perverse mind is tying to make the poor girl suffer.
Steven, you don't think that l sent these violets, do you? You do.
You think that l did it.
All right, Mother.
Let's face a few facts.
You've never approved of my marying Claudia.
You've expressed your dislike for her, to put it mildly, on more than one occasion.
You've constantly referred to her paranoia and her having been in a mental institution twice.
You haven't acknowledged, ever, how beautifully she's come through all of this.
How good a mother she is to Danny and a wife she is to me-- All right, all right, l acknowledge that.
That's what you want.
l think that she has done an admirable job.
But you're talking about some of the minor criticism that l've levelled at her.
But that's nothing compared with this cruel and vicious thing.
Steven.
Steven, l had nothing to do with any of this.
l'd be hurting you too.
And l love you much too much to ever destroy anyone that you love.
Oh, you must believe me, Steven, you must.
l'm sory for what l was beginning to think.
Please forgive me.
Of course l do, darling.
l'll see you.
Steven.
lf you need any help with any of this, just let me know.
l will.
Thanks.
- Marcia.
- Yes, Mr.
Carrington? Find Dex Dexter and tell him it's important that l see him, right now.
And when Adam comes in, you interrupt anything l'm involved in, you understand? - Anything.
- Yes, sir.
You want some coffee or something right now? No, thank you vey much.
Victor, it's Jeff Colby.
Look, l've got another iob for you and your people.
And no, this time it's not oil research, it's jewelley.
Yeah, that's right.
Diamonds.
Two-million dollars worth bought by a guy by the name of De Vilbis.
Peter De Vilbis.
What l want is proof that the guy really did buy them, or proof that he didn't.
Well, l got your message, Blake.
What's so important that l had to come down here on the double? Got a phone call from your father a while ago.
He wanted me to talk to you.
- Sit down, won't you? - l suppose you're going to tell me he's accusing me of betraying Denver-Carrington - by going out on my own.
- No.
l happen to think you are guilty of that, but that's not what this is about.
Look, Blake, if he wants his power of attorney back He doesn't.
He's a vey sick man.
Not so sick that he still can't manage a phone call.
All right.
What is this about? He has heard from more than one source that you're not iust partners with Alexis in business.
Maybe in the bedroom as well.
That's not of his damn business, and certainly none of yours.
l couldn't agree with you more.
But your father and l are old friends, and he did asked me-- No, he pleaded with me to see if l could straighten your head out.
l promised him l'd ty.
Okay.
Tell me about Alexis.
She's a shark.
She'll use you for as long as you satisfy her.
ln business and/or in the bedroom.
And then she'll go for blood.
She'll ty to destroy you.
She'll get rid of you, with no time for any questions.
- Is that it? - No, there's quite a bit more.
Well, l don't wanna hear it.
Not from you, not from anybody.
Now, let me tell you something, Blake.
My father is a spineless, useless man that would be no worth if it weren't for his father and for me.
You may not know this about Sam Dexter, your old and good friend.
Once, after a drink too many, he told me that he'd had a thing with Alexis when you were still married to her.
Really? First the father, then the son.
Gotta hand it to her, she's a real humdinger.
You just remember this, Blake.
l'm a better man than my father.
l'm my own man.
And l choose my own business partners.
l choose my own women.
And now you've chosen Alexis.
But not only chosen her, l've fallen in love with her.
All right.
l've done what l promised l'd do.
Now l'd like to add something of my own.
lf you think what you're getting with Alexis is love, l wish you luck, my friend.
Because, by God, you're going to need it.
Steven shouldn't have told you what's been happening, Alexis.
And l shouldn't be burdening you with this.
Burdening me? l was the one who insisted that you share it.
After all, it's our problem.
We are a family toward you.
l iust keep thinking about those violets and that card with the same message.
Who could be so cruel? People are cruel.
l should know that more than anyone.
But l also know that you mustn't Iet them get away with it.
So what l suggest that you do is to take those cards and letters and bring them to the police.
But Steven threw away the first box, and what good would it do to bring the other one? Claudia, it would do a lot of good.
For one thing, the police could help track down who's doing this.
lt could give you some peace of mind.
l thought about that, but how can the police trace a plain, unmarked florist box and a typewritten card? And besides Besides what? They'd remember those newspaper headlines: ''Crazy lady on the roof with a doll who thought it was a baby.
'' They'd treat me as if l was still mentally disturbed.
l don't want to hear you use that expression, Claudia.
Now, that is all in the past, do you understand? l don't want you to think about it for a moment.
l ty not to, but it's there.
And if someone like Steven is having his doubts, and l know that he is, what are strangers going to think? Mrs.
Carrington? The chef would like to see you for a minute.
Something about tomorrow night's banquet.
- Oh, sure.
Thanks for that.
- You're welcome.
You don't mind, do you, Alexis? No, of course not.
Yes, Kirby's out of danger.
Then we can talk, you and l.
About? About what you began to tell me at the hospital the other night.
Jeff's office.
Mercuric oxide.
Your mother knew nothing about it.
That's what you told me, isn't it? Yes.
You tricked her into signing those purchase papers, that's right, isn't it? l did.
And it was your idea? It was your doing? My God.
l can't believe you'd do that.
How could you have done it? Do you realise that you could have killed Jeff? l never ever intended to kill him.
You have to believe that, Father.
- l only-- - Only what, damn it? l only wanted to weaken his ability to think straight for a while.
Why? Because l wanted to see that Mother got what she wanted.
The power she wanted.
- So that-- - So that what? l could earn her love.
Earn her love? Even after you told me that you tricked her into signing those papers so that eveyone would believe that she was the guilty one? You could do that to your own mother, and then you tell me that you want to earn her love? Father, l have learned since then.
Love is something that is given, it can't be bought or negotiated.
And l have suffered since then.
l've lost my child.
But l know that nothing, not even that, can make up for what l did.
So after l tell Jeff the truth, myself, l'll come back to you and face whatever decision you've made about my final punishment.
My decision? l don't know what l'm going to do.
l'm your son.
l'm a Carrington.
l'll accept whatever it is.
All right, Blake, it's after office hours.
So, what's all the urgency? l tried to tell you on the telephone that it was a personal matter.
Alexis, in the past, l've accused you of a lot of things.
l believe with vey good reason.
But l've come here today to apologise for ever doubting your love for your children.
l know now that you must love Adam a great deal.
Adam? What does he have to do with this? You could have exposed him and you could have saved yourself, and you didn't.
Look, Blake, whatever it is that you're talking about, you got what you wanted.
The merger was cancelled.
Now l consider that this conversation is terminated.
l have things to do.
Alexis, you don't have to go on protecting him.
Adam has told me eveything that's happened.
About the paint, about the compound, those forged purchase orders implicating you.
The sacrifice that you made, not saying anything.
That mother's need to sacrifice herself for her child.
And now l need your help.
For what? l want you to help me understand how he could have done what he did.
The almighty giant asking me for help.
Why? Does the unforgiving Blake Carrington really give a damn? Yes, of course, l give a damn.
He's my son.
l'm desperately tying to understand him.
Don't you realise the position that l'm in now? l've got to make a decision.
l've got to decide what to do about all of this.
Do l call in the police? Do l see him prosecuted? What? - Help me.
- Blake.
l know what you're going through.
lt's exactly what l went through when l first found out about this.
l wanted to disown him.
l couldn't possibly believe that he was my child, or yours.
l don't understand.
Then why didn't you do something about him? l did.
l flew out to Billings to talk to this Dr.
Edwards that he's grown up with.
l iust wanted to hear that he wasn't my child.
And then l heard about the breakdown.
What breakdown? He had a histoy of drugs as a teenager.
He's a vey lonely boy.
He had no real family, no real friends.
So he suffered a nervous breakdown, a serious one.
So his mind still becomes disoriented at times.
That's why he did this thing with Jeff.
It was for me.
He wanted to win my approval.
He wanted my love.
Lonely boy.
God.
Maybe when he was kidnapped, if l didn't insist on finally calling off that search, we wouldn't be in this-- Blake, don't.
It's all in the past.
Yes.
Yes.
And perhaps Perhaps what Adam needs is not more punishment, but more love and help.
l ask your forgiveness again, Alexis, and l thank you.
l l thank you vey much for helping me.
l took the liberty of giving your bodyguard the night off.
Why? Let's iust say, l wanna guard your body tonight.
Darling, you'll have to excuse me tonight.
l'm vey tired and l need to be alone.
Please.
Well, l'm sory, ma'am.
l cannot oblige.
Now, iust as it takes two to tango, it takes two to propose.
Propose, as in marriage.
That's vey sweet of you.
A passionate reaction is more than overwhelming.
l don't know if l can take any more of it.
Dex, don't joke, because l'm serious.
Seems obvious.
But what should be obvious is what l've told you before.
l have vey strong feelings for you, darling, but l'm just not ready for marriage.
l want our relationship to go on just the way it's been going.
lt may be enough for you, Alexis, it isn't for me.
l don't want a bed partner, l want a wife.
Look, l do not need this scene.
Not after what l've iust been through with Blake.
Oh, your ex-husband? Whom you can't seem to get out of your head, or your life, or your heart? That's not true.
You know that l hate Blake for what he did to me.
- Hate and love can be vey close.
- Not in this case.
- Will you please go? - All right! But l want you to know something.
l'm not taking that no for an answer.
Whatever you really do feel for Carrington, Alexis, l'm personally gonna make you forget you ever met him.
How about that? Yes, operator, l do know that l can direct-dial Paris, but l want to speak to the Princess Maria-Elena person to person.
lt's Alexis Colby calling.
Ring me back.
That's the same lady whose name you threw at Fallon, correct? Correct.
Now-- Order you a two-minute egg? Butt out? Uh-uh, Alexis.
l don't think l'll butt out on this one.
You see, l have a hunch this has something to do with you tying to screw up things between Fallon and this guy that she's involved with.
Your hunch is duly noted and unwelcome.
And l'm also beginning to think that the idea of your being my bodyguard has outlived its usefulness.
McVane was right.
McVane? What about McVane? He and l had a little talk, and he predicted that you'd think about dumping me sooner or later.
Well, may l ask what you were doing talking to that man? The other day, remember? You ordered me to escort the ex-congressman out of your office? l did, we talked, and he was right, wasn't he? You know, really, your opinions have absolutely nothing to do with me.
So why don't you go and show off your legs on the tennis court? This is a personal call.
Hello.
Maria-Elena, darling.
It's Alexis.
How are you? Oh, no, l didn't just call up to say hello.
l've got a lot more than that on my mind.
The subject is playboys.
Yes.
To be precise, Peter De Vilbis.
Do you remember him? What are you doing here? l've got some news l want you to hear.
More news about Peter and the princess? You already told me that, it's garbage.
Does my being happy really drive you up walls? l checked out that garbage myself a little while ago with Maria-Elena.
And she told me the truth about why your fiancé walked out on her.
She was pregnant with his child.
Now, he didn't want children, so he told her to abort it, she refused.
So he dumped her.
All that from dear, impeccable Maria-Elena herself, huh? My guess is that she tried to trap him and he refused to be trapped.
Oh, Fallon, l suggest that you be vey sure of that.
What if he wanted you to leave Little Blake and iet off around the world just with you and him? You and Jeff ought to cut a record of that together.
Look, Peter loves me.
l'm sure he's going to love my child.
You listen to me, Fallon.
l know what it's like to be deprived of one's own children.
So l suggest vey strongly that you check him out again to make sure it's true.
Or is my oh, so independent daughter afraid that it just might be true? All right if l barge in? Oh, sure.
This article in The Whísper, have you seen it? No, l don't read these kind of papers.
l don't blame you.
The gist of this slander is that you're supposed to be a responsible spokesperson for a huge corporation, namely Denver-Carrington.
''She is really only the spoiled wife of a tycoon playing at being a career lady.
When her lavish wedding present was stolen, she cried on her wealthy husband's shoulder to buy him back secretly, without bringing in the police.
'' And then this business here, about how when you were married to Blake, you were still married to Mark Jennings.
Character-assassinating lies.
Kystle, there has got to be somebody in this town who wants to see you embarrassed.
lf you have any idea who it is, l would be happy to go after him or her and take whatever comes.
l appreciate your loyalty, Tracy, but l think it's best just to leave it alone.
Look, l know this type of magazine.
They latch onto something like this and they just don't let go.
Please let me do something.
l'll call in the top sports writers here in Denver.
The Chronícle, The Reporter, and we'll have a press conference.
Then they'll understand why the police weren't brought in until after the horse was returned, okay? No.
No, it's not okay.
l don't wanna make any more of this than is necessay.
My God, they're dragging your reputation through the mud and you say, ''So what?'' l admire you.
But l'll tell you this.
lf anyone ever did it to me, l'd fight back.
But then l'm not the person you are.
All right, put him through.
Hello, Victor, what did you find out about the diamonds? Good.
Yes? Mr.
Colby on 1 , Mr.
Carríngton.
- Yes, Jeff.
- Blake, ít paíd o_.
Meet me at La Mirage and we'll take care of De Vilbis together.
Good.
l'm leaving right now.
Thank you.
Yeah, l'll do that.
l wanna talk to you.
Let's go into the office.
- Jeff, what are you doing? - l'm here waiting for your father.
And l'm also here to tell you a little stoy about your fiancé.
- Oh, God, not-- - Fallon, the guy is a crook.
Well, the last time we talked, he was a hustler.
You know something, Jeff? l'm beginning to think you don't like Peter.
Come on, Fallon, would you get serious once and listen to me? l think the person that stole Allegree was his half owner.
Well, that could be Kystle or it could be Peter.
l tried Peter.
And l also think that Jack Crager, one of his trainers, at De Vilbis' orders drugged Tony and took off with the horse while he was unconscious.
You of course have proof of all of this deep thinking of yours? No, l can't prove that.
But l can prove there was no one, including De Vilbis, that bought $2 million worth of diamonds in Los Angeles on the day he said that he flew there.
Don't you see, Fallon? He never put up any of his own ransom money.
He took Blake's million dollars and probably cabled it out of the county to Rio or Zurich.
Probably? Okay, l've listened to this little stoy of yours.
Now you listen to me.
l am sick and tired of you and my mother inventing garbage against the man l happened to be in love with.
l finally find a little happiness and eveybody's tying to destroy it.
So, what's the next step, Jeff? Do you take your little theoy to Blake? Before you do, l'm gonna put a stop to all of this.
Peter? l'm afraid he's gone.
When is he coming back? No, you don't seem to understand, Mrs.
Colby.
He's left the hotel, and the city.
What are you talking about? l'd rather we didn't pursue this at the moment.
l have some important phone calls to make.
But you said he was gone, l need to know where he is.
l'm not sure about where.
But he did leave a message for you.
l was going to write it down and drop it off at your office before l checked out.
What message? Yes, it was essentially this.
That he doesn't want you to seek him out, because, to be blunt, he doesn't want to see you again.
What kind of a ioke is this, Mr.
Maurier? What kind of game are you playing with me? Look, Mrs.
Colby.
This romance of yours is over.
Peter found you vey beautiful and amusing.
- Amusing? - And now he's had to leave.
Had to leave? My father's money.
Did that have anything to do with this? l can't discuss that.
- The horse, the kidnapping.
- l can't discuss any of it with you.
l'm sory.
Oh, God.
l thínk you should know more about the man - you plan to spend your lífe wíth.
- He's decadent.
He made a pass at me ríght here ín your o_íce.
- He's a crook.
He's a hustler.
- He made a pass at me - ríght here ín your o_íce.
- He's a crook.
- Can l get you your car, Mr.
Colby? - No, thanks.
Jerk bartender wouldn't serve me a drink.
He wanted to call me a cab.
- May l get your car, sir? - l'll get my own car.
Hey, watch it.
Take it easy.
You shouldn't even be driving.
- Fallon.
- What? Look, l'm sory l came down hard on you.
lt doesn't matter anymore.
Well, it does matter.
Fallon, l care about you and l want to help.
Fallon, what's the matter? l don't wanna talk to you about it anymore.
- Would you iust wait a minute? - Just let go of me.
Fallon.
No! My God.